Lyrics:
the way I ride
While I'm bumpin' My Life by Mary J. Blige
See I damn near cried day Rick James died
See that shit was cold blooded but the music keep
im goin pluto
Money on cookin my drip raw
Freeway ridin like rick ross
Van gogh with it got big draws
You ain nun but a pup im big dawg
Say they wana
suki co są tu z doskoku (pow)
Dojebany jak Rick Ross
Bujam się na kolorowo ona pyta mnie czy robię TikTok (co nie)
To co my robimy to jest czysty Hip
stuck
Nowhere to duck, pull his file, n****z die
By gettin' blasted, how drastic
They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do
I got
Hey Hey Hey
When the rain falls down
And there's no one by my side
Only my Lord to get me through them nights
Hey Hey Hey
When the rain falls down
the mexico sippin the mojito
Discussin perico, green weed and diesel
Ak, nozzle air holes you can see through
Ridin the bulletproof five, yeah, I'm lethal
Hey what's happening, this Rick D baby
You ain't think we was gon
Let you motherfuckers rest huh
It's time to wake up baby
The assholes is here
I
enter enter like a fucking boss (Like a boss)
I'm a hustler hustle hard like I'm Rick Ross (Rick Ross)
Lessons lessons up on lessons
Blessings (Blessings)
em
If you want some soft i might even mail it
I got a rick ross nigga serving cellys
I just got a phone call from the plug
He said come through its
Ahhhhhwouuuuuuuu
Aye... yuh... aye... yuh... aye... yuh
I put the ointment right up on my dick (Ph ph)
Slather it gently soft like pickle rick (Oh
The Bell, got a house by the Bayside (Bayside)
Yea I'm livin' like that (like that), and I'm ridin' like that (like that)
Boy I'm ridin' like that
Mama raised a rebel
Young nigga came up in the ghetto
Went straight from the dirty with no shovel
I can't never settle
Cause I got more drive than
glock with a see-through clip (damn)
My pants and my jacket say Rick (Rick)
Fuckin' yo' ho in the back of the Bent'
Young nigga fresh like some mint
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
they swallow everywhere (Yeah)
She came to party like it's 19-99
If she died on my dick
She would live through my rhymes
[Chorus]
For all my
Stingy like Mr krabs when it
Comes down to my sauce
Got chased by a fat mall cop
He look like Rick Ross
Like I'm hooping with this nigga
Hit him with
didn't make it work (ooh)
Riding thru the city like freeway rick
Expanding my network tryna get rich
I found me a plug my wi-fi lit
Quit acting scared go
like Rick Ross everyday hustlin
that's on God,
yeah (On God)
You know
This The G Code
Word on street
N
Word on street
Word on street
N
Word on street
saved by the bell got a house by the bayside
Yea I'm livin' like that, and I'm ridin' like that
Boy I'm ridin' like that and the stirring wheel wood
chocolatey whip-toppin'
So whether you're hip-hop, Slipknot, B.I.G., Pac
Kid Rock, Kris Kross, Rick Ross, you'll dig this
If not then kick rocks in flip flops
The New Slick Rick
La-Di-Da-Di
Sawed-Off Shawty
Ridin' Through The Hood
Bout' To Flip Somebody
How You Rap Like That?
It's Just Somethin' Bout' Me
I Step In
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
and ma duke
How much I love the both of you
I know all the strain we been through
But it's of no consequence cause we're comin through
[ VERSE 1: Mos Def
know I got more M's than a real Slim Shady video
(I'm the real Shady)
Big Boss, less Rick Ross, more like a wavy Hideo
Kojima, they tote steamers
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